Thursday August 21, 2008
Book 10: The Longshoreman of the Apocalypse
Part II: Enter the Longshoreman

Transcript

'Chelle:How are you doing, Ebby?
Ebbirnoth:I throb with alternating rage and agony.
Ebbirnoth:The exposed nerves pulsate in the penumbra between my awareness and my subconscious.
Ebbirnoth:Visions of pain coruscate in my peripheral vision, while a storm gathers in my center of focus. A cumulonimbus aggregate of quiet fury and untapped strength.
'Chelle:It sounds like stimmies make you a little. . . talky.
Ebbirnoth:Some of our finest poets are blind drug-addicts.